Sib Games

How far would you go for a million pounds?

Brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, cousins, grandparents, we'd all crossed lines we'd believed were sacred. Broken taboos we thought untouchable.

Fifty contestants down. Five hundred thousand in the bank.

We stared at the piggy bank watching the money rain in, all of us wondering the same thing. How far would we go for a million pounds?

We were half way to finding out.

--

I clung to Tim's chest, sobbing gently, as he traced circles on the small of my back to soothe me. It had been hours since we'd counted our fallen. Cocooned in my brothers arms underneath our duvet in the dark dormitory hall, I could almost believe everything would turn out alright. Almost.

"I'm so, so sorry," I whispered, "I was selfish and reckless and stupid, so stupid, to put you in this situation."

"It's not your fault," my brother whispered back, "I should have answered your calls but I was...I was afraid."

I buried my face in his strong chest, inhaling his scent. "What could you possibly be afraid of?"

I could hear his heart beating loud and strong.

"I was afraid of how I felt after that first time, after the buzz game."

"How did you feel?"

"I'd never seen you that way before, Skye."

"What way?" I mumbled into his chest.

"As someone more than my sister," Tim paused, "as a woman. I was afraid of what you made me feel."

His heart beat faster, louder.

"I wanted you, Skye. I wanted you in a way a brother shouldn't want his sister."

"And now?"

Cocooned in our safe little world, we could say anything, be anyone to each other.

"I'm not afraid any more."

"I had no idea," I held him to me tightly, "I'm sorry.

"It's okay," Tim whispered, his fingers lingering on hollow of my back, "I forgive you."

I lifted my head and looked into his warm eyes. "Do you mean it?"

Tim kissed me softly on my forehead.

"Always."

I shifted my body up his torso and held his cheek in my hand.

"Do you really mean it?"

Our lips brushed as he responded. "Every word."

I don't know who closed the gap. We were kissing. Not like siblings. Like lovers. Passionate and needy.

Then it was over.

"Skye," Tim choked, "we can't."

"I know," I replied sadly.

"We can't let them win. We have to be strong."

I nodded uncertainly, knowing the truth of his words but not wanting to believe it.

I lay my head against back his chest and listened to his heart until we fell asleep.

--

The lights were on in the hall when I woke. Tim and I were still buried beneath our duvet in the same position we'd fallen asleep in. Some time during the night my nightie must have ridden up because I could feel Tim's fingers on the naked skin of my lower back.

"Skye?"

I lay completely still, not wanting to ruin the perfect moment. Tim's fingers slowly traced spirals on my skin, wandering tantalisingly towards the curve of my butt before slipping back down my spine.

"Skye?" Tim repeated gently.

"Don't stop." I groaned sleepily, snuggling against his chest. "Feels nice."

It was then that I noticed the firm pressure against my inner thigh. I wiggled my hips, trying to shift the uncomfortable lump, and felt it suddenly lurch between my legs towards the elasticated waistband of Tim's boxer shorts.

"Skye!" Tim's voice was sharper, a warning now.

The lump in his boxers was lodged in the V between my legs, almost touching my exposed pussy.

"S'okay," I sighed, "a little longer?"

Tim didn't respond but I felt his fingers start their passage over my back again. Now here's the thing, I might not be able to orgasm but my body makes up for it in other ways. Like my erogenous zones. Super sensitive. My ears, my neck, my back. My back most of all. So, in a way, Tim started it.

Can you blame me for shifting my hips, feigning an attempt to get comfortable, as I sought out the log in my brother's boxers?

I felt Tim inhale sharply as I backed up my pussy onto the outline of his firm cock. The only thing separating us was the thin layer of silk moulded to the outline of his mushrooming tip. I wiggled my hips again, nestling the lump into my wet folds.

"How far would you go?" I whispered, moving my hips in slow circles.

Tim's fingers resumed their slow passage across my back. "For what?"

"How far would you go to win?"

The bulbous shape nudge against my opening and I shimmied further down Tim's body, feeling myself stretching around Tim's tip. Tim's hand shot to my ass, grabbing my soft cheek firmly to prevent me from taking him any deeper.

"Skye..."

We teetered there on the precipice, his silk-covered cock pulsing at the entrance to my dripping hole. I felt it lurch, expanding with a rush of blood that coaxed him incrementally deeper.

"Wakey wakey lovers!"

The duvet was ripped unceremoniously over heads, exposing us to Akari's grinning face peering over the edge of our bunk.

"Akari!" I quickly rolled off Tim, snatching at the duvet and pulling it up to my chin. "How long have you been there?!"

"Long enough," Akari winked, "I hate to disturb you but we've got a problem."

"What's happened?" Tim sat up beside me, blushing furiously and trying to hide the tent at his lap.

"It's Ellie and Larry. They've gone missing."

I leaned over the edge of our bunk. Sure enough, the bed beneath us was empty.

"It was empty when I woke up."

"You don't think they've been..." Tim hesitated, "eliminated?"

"Nu-uh," Akari said confidently, "me and Grandpa are still here and we were partners with them in the last game."

"Have you checked with Lisa and Dwight," I asked, "maybe they saw something?"

A wry smile broke over Akari's face. "Oh, I think they've been a little distracted."

Tim and I looked over to their bunk and gasped in unison. Dwight and Lisa were hidden beneath their duvet, where a hunched shape bobbed up and down beneath the mound of bedding.

"Someone's a fast learner." Tim said, shaking his head in disbelief.

"She had a good teacher." Akari grinned.

"Contestants!" A distorted voice echoed over the PA system in the hall and the movements beneath the duvet suddenly stopped.

"You have succeeded in reaching the halfway mark of Sib Games. Congratulations. As a reward, you have earned a day of rest."

Lisa emerged from the duvet with wild, dishevelled hair, wiping her mouth and looking around the hall in confusion.

"Teams will present themselves at the Sib Games onsen in ten minutes."

--

The goons corralled us into an unfamiliar area of the sprawling compound. The unadorned concrete corridors and harsh spot-lighting gave way to paper walls that diffused a soft orange glow. A scent like fresh blossom wafted through the air and I thought I could hear gentle murmur of running water.

Before I had time to ask Tim if he heard it too, the men were separated from us and we were led into a tiled shower area completely unlike the one adjoining the dormitory. Short wooden stalls and shallow buckets rested in front of individual washing stations equipped with mirrors, shower heads, and all manner of expensive gels and lotions.

As our group warily dispersed to claim a position at the wash areas, I spotted Ellie ahead of me.

"Ellie!"

The buxom brunette turned, frowned, and then hurried away to a wash area on the far side of the room.

"Wonder what's grinding her gears?" I pondered as Akari and I perched side by side on adjacent stools.

"Beats me," Akari shrugged, "but it's catching."

We watched as Lisa hurried past us and took up a position against the far wall.

"Whatever it is, we need to fix it." I decided, "we're weaker without them."

--

"Where ARE we?"

We'd emerged from the wash area in freshly laundered cotton robes and stood gawping at the snow covered valley falling away in front of us. A steaming brook cut a path through an onsen surrounded by bronze-leafed trees, tumbling away to join a river far below on the valley floor. Small wooden structures housed rocky bathing pools but elsewhere the valley was totally devoid of human life, as desolate and uninhabited as the surface of the moon.

A door opened on the other side of the brook and the men spilled out into the clearing, similarly robed and equally stunned.

"Tim!" I called, leapfrogging over the warm water to join him.

"Are you okay?" He asked, voice full of concern, "did they hurt you?"

"No," I laughed, pinching his freshly shaved cheek appreciatively, "they washed us."

"What do we do now?" Tim looked round at the family members reuniting across the clearing.

"I think...I think they want us to use the onsen. I don't think this is a task."

"But...what if someone runs?"

"Where to?" I gestured to the wild landscape, "I don't fancy my chances in this robe, do you?"

"No," Tim laughed, "I guess we might as well make the most of it."

"Come on," I pulled on his hand, "let's explore."

--

We followed a narrow trial into the woods until we arrived at another clearing. Sheer, moss-covered rock rose above us on three sides, sheltering a lagoon of turquoise water fed by a waterfall.

"Look, over there!"

I led Tim towards a perfectly rectangular opening in the cliff face. Sheltered inside the shallow cave was a steaming pool of water circled with candles that looked out over the empty clearing. I dipped my toe into the pool.

"It's hot!"

"Do you want to..." Tim's question trailed off.

I was suddenly aware of my naked body beneath the robe. Despite everything we'd been through, all the compromising positions we'd been coerced into and the lewd acts performed on us, and by us, in full view of each other, exposing myself to Tim by choice felt like another line crossed.

"I can turn around," Tim offered, sensing my discomfort, "I won't look."

"No, it's just..."

"It's different." Tim finished.

I nodded shyly.

"We don't have to..." he began, before falling silent as I pulled on the belt around my waist.

I slipped the robe off one shoulder, then the next. It dropped to the ground at my feet. I stared at my feet, twiddling my thumbs behind my back, as I offered my body to my brother's gaze.

"Skye..." Tim's voice was breathy and quiet. I looked up, biting my lip, stomach turning cartwheels.

"You're beautiful."

"Took you long enough to notice." I said, as a flush of pride warmed my body. "Come on, it's freezing out here."

I turned and climbed into the pool, sighing as the warm water submerged my skin. I heard Tim's robe hit the ground as I reached the far side of the pool. His footsteps approach the pool and I turned.

His body was silhouetted against the light in the opening of the cave. He hesitated on the edge of the pool, long enough for my eyes to make out the pendulous erection swaying in front of him, then he lowered himself below the water.

"This is weirdly nice." Tim said, settling onto a rocky shelf beside me.

"I keep waiting for the catch." I agreed.

We enjoyed the tranquility and the warmth in silence, watching from our hidden grotto as a pair of auburn haired siblings roughly our age wandered into the clearing.

"I saw Ellie in the wash area," I said softly, "she seemed to be mad about something."

"Larry was there," Tim confirmed, "but I think he was keeping his distance."

In the clearing, the siblings derobed and waded out into the lagoon, laughing as they splashed each other with the crystal water.

"Lisa was acting weird too," I rubbed my temples, easing the tension that had built up over the past days, "maybe she's embarrassed about this morning?"

Tim sunk deeper into the steaming water and rested his head against the rocky wall behind us. "Do you think she was...you know...with Dwight?"

The siblings had reached the far side of the lagoon and were climbing onto an outcrop of rock beneath the waterfall. Their naked bodies glistened with the fine spray from the waterfall as they clambered towards the downpour.

"A week ago, I would have said it's impossible but now..."

I trailed off. The siblings were standing beneath the deluge of water, holding hands to brace each other against the force of the downpour.

"Whatever it is, we need to fix it." Tim sighed.

The siblings stood chest to chest beneath the waterfall. I watched as the brother slipped his arm around his sister's waist and pulled her tighter to him.

"Maybe Ellie is mad about the last game," Tim pondered, "you saw how worked up she got when Akari flirted with her dad, I can't imagine how she felt watching Akari do...that...to Larry."

"I can." I said quietly, keeping an eye on the siblings as they moved out of the waterfall and settled on a mossy shelf of rock.

I felt Tim glance over at me. "You know I didn't want that, right?"

"I know," I said, reaching for Tim's hand beneath the water and squeezing it, "I'm sure it wasn't easy for you either. Watching your sister do...that. Hearing the things I said."

"It takes a little adjusting, seeing your sister that way." Tim eased himself back and closed his eyes.

"Tim!"

"It's okay," Tim assured me, "I'm not judging you, I just..."

"No, Tim," I tugged insistently at his hand, "look!"

Over on the mossy shelf the auburn haired girl was on her knees, sucking enthusiastically on her brother's cock.

"Are they..." Tim trailed off.

"Brother and sister?" I finished, "I think so."

"This place...we need to get out of here...before we all end up..."

They watched as the girl struggled gamely to swallow her brother's cock, her eyes streaming as it hit the back of her throat, causing it to bulge obscenely as saliva overflowed onto her chin and pert breasts.

I felt Tim subconsciously squeeze my hand beneath the water and remembered the way he'd held me through his orgasm the night before.

"I'm glad I was there with you, last night, when you finished." I said without taking my gaze off the girl stroking her brother's cock above her face, rubbing his meat across her cheeks and forehead as she stared lovingly into his eyes.

"I was too." Tim whispered.

"I know how badly you needed it after the rowing game," I said, "I wanted that for you."

Tim nodded beside me, staring as the brother guided his cock back inside his sister's open mouth.

"Do you need it now?"

Time seemed to stop. I tore my eyes away from siblings and glanced at Tim. He was staring at the rocky ceiling, a battle seemed to be raging behind his eyes.

"It's okay if you do." I said softly.

"We can't, Skye."

"Just pretend I'm not here," I suggested, "watch them."

"It's wrong," Tim stared steadfastly upward, "they shouldn't be..."

"She's bending over for him," I whispered, describing the view across the lagoon, "she's got her hands against the cliff and she's bending over for him. She's got a cute little tush, Tim, I think she's offering it to him."

"Skye..." the water rippled as Tim's free hand began moving rhythmically beneath the water.

"It's so slick, Tim, his cock. From his sister's mouth. It's covered in her saliva. He's just stroking it over her sweet little butt. She's reaching back and spreading it for him. Tim, I can see all of her. Every fucking inch."

The movements were unmistakable beside me. Tim groaned softly.

"She wants it, Tim. He's stroking it against her pussy now, opening her, the same way you did this morning in the bunk bed. But there's nothing in the way this time. Fuck, can you imagine how good that must feel?"

Tim nodded silently.

"I wanted that, Tim. I know I shouldn't have but I couldn't help it. I wanted you to pull those shorts off. I wanted to feel you against me. In me. Oh god, Tim, they're going to do it. He's fucking doing it, he's inside his sister."

The water splashed gently beside me as Tim worked his cock vigorously beneath the surface.

"Sit on the edge, Tim."

"We can't, Skye," Tim's movements slowed, "we can't do THAT."

A soft cry pierced the thunder of the waterfall as the auburn haired siblings sealed their incestuous union.

"I just want to watch," I begged, "no touching."

Tim hesitated.

"Please?" I raised myself out of the water enough to expose the tops of my breasts to Tim's gaze. "Please, Timmy?"

It was the final straw. In one swift motion, Tim lifted himself out of the water and perched on the edge of the rocky pool, exposing his throbbing cock to me. I swum round and knelt between his legs, lifting myself higher and exposing my rigid nipples to my brother as I settled beneath his cock.

"What are they doing, Tim?" I asked, unwilling to look away from my brother's cock as he jerked it above me.

"He's fucking her slowly, real slow, making her feel every inch. Jesus, Skye, he's fucking his SISTER."

Tim's cock lurched in his hand and a droplet of pre-cum fell onto my chest.

"And I think...I think...she's loving it. She's thrusting back against him. She wants it, Skye, she wants it so bad. He's got his hands on her tits, squeezing them..."

"What are they like?" I asked, knowing the answer.

"They look..." Tim glanced down at my breasts swaying beneath his cock, "they look a lot like yours."

"Do you like them?" I asked as Tim's eyes flitted back to the siblings.

"They're perfect."

Tim's hand moved quickly on his cock, twirling around the tip before working the shaft with powerful strokes. I watched his balls clenching in a telltale warning.

"Would you like to finish on them?"

"On hers...or..."

"It's your choice," I lifted myself further out of the water, my face just inches from his raging cock and my tits directly beneath it, "you could cum on hers...or you could cum on mine."

A wordless roar echoed across the water as the auburn haired brother exploded inside his sisters spasming pussy.

"Fuck..." Tim muttered, "I think...I think...I think he's cumming inside her. He's cumming inside his sister. Fuck, Skye!"

A jet of hot cream splattered against my forehead as my brother thrust his hips forward uncontrollably. A second spurt of sticky liquid landed on my lips before he could redirect his aim to my chest. I squeezed my breasts together, offering my brother a target as I licked his cum from my lips.

"Delicious," I thought, rolling the taste around my mouth as rope after rope of hot spunk splattered on my tits.

By the time Tim released his softening cock, an unfathomable amount of gooey icing covered my breasts. I looked up into his dazed face and giggled.

"I'm so sorry...fuck...I didn't mean to...your face."

I scooped the cum off my forehead and brought it to my lips, eager for more of the salty taste.

"It's okay, I kinda like it," I lapped at my sticky fingers, "you really needed that, huh?"

Tim blushed, sinking back under the water as I pushed myself into the middle of the pool and washed his cum from my chest.

--

The sun was setting over the valley when we made our way back to the main onsen area. Fireflies flitted over the brook, flashing into existence before disappearing into the blue twilight.

"Look, over there!" I pointed towards a couple entering one of the larger wooden structures. "It's Ellie and Larry."

I took Tim by the hand and lead him over the rough ground past small groups of couples bathing quietly in the hot pools. We followed Ellie and Larry through a sliding paper door and were instantly engulfed in a plume of billowing steam.

The humidity was immediate and intense. We shrugged off our robes and hung them on pegs beside the door, grateful for the cover of the thick steam that hid most of the room from view. Above us, a vaulted ceiling was crisscrossed with thick mahogany beams. The soft murmuring of voices could be heard through the hot fog where pairs of bathers sweated in discrete corners.

"This way." I pulled Tim further into the dimly lit space, following the unmistakable silhouette of Ellie's hourglass figure in the swirling steam.